i love the thought
of being in love
the sticky words dripped from my lips
saturated for me again because of me
rules i didn’t make to serve my purpose
it was worth it we all hope we will think
oneday it will make sense instead of now
too much sense if we need what it is
i know what it means if you were there
when no friends showed up to my party
nothing is original nothing is original nope
digital monkies on repeat and rewarded
if i knew then what i know now i'd...
do the same thing cause i'm lazy
because you’re a curious sort of thing
i meant most of it even when you didn’t
enough naïve hopes for the both of us
i just LOVE the thought of being in LOVE
said my empty chest to its hollow head
About the Creator
⸘jason alan‽
:::WARNING:::
i am only responsible for what i say,
not for what you understand.
you may learn to be charmed by my [secret‽] discontent,
or you may not.
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Comments (3)
Great thought poem ! Love the picture !
Oh the ending was very poignant. Loved your poem!
I Love the Thought of being in Love😍 ❤️ 📝💯😉👥🍂